Lucy's heart beat increased rapidly, as she stared at wonder at the glass of water on her desk. Levitating not even an inch, but just enough to steady itself before it spilt onto the painting Lucy had before her.
Not even a drop of water touched the paper, even though she knew that it would have, no should have felt right over when she knocked it with her elbow, destroying her nearly finished piece.
It was sitting flat on the table again, just as it had a few seconds before.
Lucy let out a steady breath she didn't know she was holding, and stood up slowly from her chair, eyes not once leaving the glass.
This is not the first time something like this has happened, but this by far was the clearest she had witnessed. Usually, it would be in the corner of her eye, just out of sight. Or something which could be logically explained, but Lucy didn't know if she could convince herself this time.
She looked at the clock of her bedside table, the digits reading 13:07. That was it, she hasn't had any lunch. Or breakfast, come to think of it. She was probably just hungry is all, just got a little bit woozy.
Lucy smiled to herself, as she almost believed this explanation. The sudden growl in her stomach only confirmed this.
Walking down the stairs, she heard her mother talking. She peaked around the corner, to she her washing the dishes. Caoimhe was beside her, packing a lunch for work. She turned around to see Lucy, and smiled.
"Hey Lucy!" she said, her usual bubbly self.
"I've got some pasta on the stove if you want some, love," her mother commented, washing a tea cup.
"Yeah, please," Lucy looked to the table, and saw a letter, which Caoimhe caught her doing.
"Oh god, don't even get us started on that!" Caoimhe shreaked, fastening the latches on her lunch box, "came this morning, freaked your mum right out," she chuckled, nudging Audrey who tutted at her best friend.
"Honestly, its not that big a deal, just a joke or something," Audrey sighed, as if trying to convince herself.
"I know. But what ever happened to bloody knock door run," Caoimhe said, rolling her eyes.
"What is it?" Lucy asked curious, walking towards the table where the ominous envelope sat.
"Give it a read, dead weird if you ask me," Audrey sighed, draining the water from the sink.
Lucy lifted the already opened envelope with an overwhelming sense of curiosity. On the front, in neat cursive writing, showed the address of Caoihme's house, but who it was addressed to through her off.
"How did-" Lucy began, but was cut off by Caoimhe,
"How did they know that you's were staying here? Haven't a clue, but one thing's for sure it's creepy as fu-" Caoimhe began, but was cut off by Audrey's stern voice, "hey!" she shouted, making Caoimhe laugh.
Even Lucy could tell that Caoimhe was more curious, even excited, by the entire situation, than nervous or frightened, much like Audrey was, but trying not to show it.
Lucy opened the flap of the envelope carefully, and unfolded the nearly folded paper, if it could even be called that.
She held it up to get a better look, "Is this parchment paper?" she asked curiously, as Caoimhe laughed once again,
"I know right? It just gets better, and read what it says."
Lucy read the almost impressive cursive writing in front of her, written with some sort of ink, and there wasn't even any smudging,
Dear Mr's Weasley,
My name is Minerva McGonagall, I am writing to inform you about some things which we must discuss in person, so therefor I will keep this letter brief. I am aware that arriving to your house uninvited would not be convenient nor polite, and I am also aware that there is a café named the "Rainbow Café," near your residence. I will be there at twelve noon tomorrow, and would appreciate if you could meet me there to talk."
Many thanks and kind regards,
Minerva McGonagall.
Lucy was lost for words, as she met her mother's worried gaze.
She forced herself to laugh to cover her obvious nervousness, "Your not actually going to go, are you mum?" Lucy asked, and could feel a chill run down her spine. Although not entirely threatening, it could not be argued that the entire situation was very… odd.
"Of course not Lucy, I'm going to call the police is what I'm going to do!" Audrey cried, pouring herself a glass of water.
"Oh come on Audrey, don't you think your overreacting?" Caoimhe chuckled, noting that her friend was getting quite upset.
"No! We could have a stalker or-" Audrey was cut off when she suddenly remembered her daughter was in the room. She looked at the 10 year old in front of her, who was still grasping the letter and biting her lip. Audrey's face softened.
She sighed, "Sorry pet, didn't mean to scare you like that," she hugged her daughted, and took the letter from her hand, "just forget all about it, come and have some lunch," she kissed her daughter of the forehead, making her way over to the stove to serve out a bowl of pasta covered in tomato and garlic sauce.
"Besides," Caoimhe said, leaning towards Lucy, "We have more things to worry about, like your birthday!"
"Exactly," Audrey cut in, setting the bowl in front of her daughter, "any requests?"
Her response was quickly interrupted by Caoimhe, looking at her watch, "God, look at the time!" she cried, grabbing her lunch box and handbag, "I have to get going, bye!," she said breathlessly, rushing to the hallway, making her way to the door.
"Caoimhe!"
Audrey ran after her friend, grabbing her by the arm, "do you think I should call the police?" she asked, lowering her voice as to insure her daughter wouldn't hear.
Caoimhe looked puzzled, "I honestly don't know." She thought for a moment, "To be honest, if I were you I'd go to meet this "professor," at least to see what her deal is. And besides, she wants you to meet in a public area, what kind of crazy psycho killer would do that? But it's your call"
Audrey paused, as if not considering that point until now, "I'll think about it," she mumbled, biting at her nails deep in thought.
"Hey, don't worry too much about it. Probably just some prank or something," she smiled, reassuring her friend who smiled back, "I got to go, "she said, briefly hugging Audrey, and dashing out the door, waving at her from behind her shoulder.
Audrey waved back, closed the door and gently leaved her head against it. Caoimhe was right, it's probably was just a joke or something. A stupid joke, but a joke none the less. She decided that she would meet this mysterious "Minerva McGonagall" tomorrow, if not to receive any sort of information, but to confront the sender on their actions. And besides, as Caoimhe had said, it's not as if this person would try anything in public, even if they were to be considered a threat. No.
Besides, what's the worst that could happen?
Bloody hell. Hey guys, so for some reason this chapter seemed to take me forever to write, but I managed to finish it! I think next chapter will be Audrey meeting Professor McGonagall, pretty much because I get wait to write the whole part about the Weasley's meeting Audrey and Lucy.
Thanks for reading! :)
